Girl, We're Rich!

Making up his mind, his footsteps became even lighter.

"Huh? Is he drunk?" Wade looked at a man who was lying on the side of the road.

Thinking for a moment, he went and flipped the man over.

A drunk person lying on his stomach might drown in his own vomit. That was no joke.

Wade had always been a kindhearted man.

After he flipped the man over, he looked at the foam on the man's lips and said with an odd expression, "No smell of alcohol, and he isn't high. What's the matter with him?"

At that moment, he noticed the crowbar that the man was still holding.

Rolling his eyes, he searched the man for a moment and found a bunch of "professional" tools.

"Fine, you're actually a car thief," he mumbled. "Were you shocked unconscious by the car's defense system? How pitiful."